"Uncle, does Ellis live nearby?"

"The house at the foot of the mountain is, what are you looking for him?"

"Discuss something, thanks. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

The players on the way looked at the two people walking in the middle of the road with envy, and the one on their waists was a real iron sword! The shoes of others are a little old, but they don't have to expose their toes, and they are many times stronger than the tattered ones they wear.

Because there were so many people asking them about the origin of their weapons along the way, they had to hang a display box on their heads:

[The sword was exploded by Jeff Brown, a level 3 elite swordsman in the town hall, and then ask for suicide!] 】

In this way, it is even more ostentatious, and everywhere you go you can pay attention to the salute (of course, the aborigines are invisible). As for whether more people will come to challenge that poor Jeff......

Whatever, is it more important to solve the psychological shadow area of an NPC than to do the task yourself?

In fact, the sword is advanced with the veteran head, and the original words of the people are: "If you can do me a small favor, not only these two swords belong to you, but you can also add two sets of half-body leather armor, and you can directly issue your warrior nameplate without going through a unified assessment......"

Okay, needless to say, pick up!

In fact, as long as there is a last reward, Bai Leng and the two will desperately complete this commission. With the nameplate of the soldier, you can really enter the ranks of the fighters, and whether you want to learn more skills or seek promotion in the future, you can't do without that small ID card.

The most important thing is that you can start the road to the level up with a class! Even if Bai Leng kills a cyclops now, there will be no situation where dozens of levels of god costumes will be sold all over the ground. In Daybreak, experience and level are simply a measure of a player's mastery of the class they have.

If a Warrior kills a Boar, all of this experience will be used to increase his Warrior Level, but if he does an errand mission, he will not receive any XP because the quest you do has nothing to do with your own class.

The goal of the assignment experience is to ensure that those who are advanced in the game do not cause too much level suppression to the laggards, and although such rules can make it difficult to level up the class, Jonas has not been condemned too much for this.

【Vice-Captain's Request】

[Goal: Find a man named Ellis Langman in Huishan Town, bring him the greeting of Captain Scott, and convince him to return to the town garrison]

[Reward: Bravo Militia dagger, old cowhide half-body]

"Why do I always think there's something that old man hasn't told us?" Thinking of the meaningful smile of the veteran's head before leaving, Bai Leng felt a little uncomfortable.

"The difficulty is always proportional to the reward, the vice-captain just doesn't mind what we do on the surface, this Ellis is not so easy to deal with."

"What are you afraid of, who else in this little broken place is what you Rong Daxia can't over?"

"If you give it your all, I guess it won't be my turn."

"Hmm...... You have taken the initiative to fight, how can I live up to your wishes. ”

Rong Zixin glanced at Bai Leng, this product was competing with the last croissant given by Jenny's mother-in-law: "Save some food, our first income will have to wait until noon tomorrow." ”

"Anyway, after completing this task, it's almost time to go, and this meal can last for half a day." Bai Leng shook his head violently and tore off a large strip, and threw the gnawed bread into Rong Zixin's arms: "It's all yours." ”

Rong Zixin was silent for a while, couldn't help but wonder if there was any saliva left on it, and stuffed it all into his mouth in one go.

"Ahh

A pair of fat hands curled up in a strange posture and trembled uncontrollably, and Bai Leng glanced at the visitor: "Yo, what a coincidence, two." ”

The fat man who was staring at Rong Zixin's mouth chewing up and down was heartbroken, and his flattering smile instantly changed, and his round body brought a gust of wind: "Providence, Huishan Town is so big, we can meet twice in an afternoon." I have long seen that the two brothers are not ordinary people, and they have only been separated for a few hours and are fully equipped, so what, you really killed the non-commissioned officer in the center of the town? ”

"Really, we sneaked out before the people inside found out, and when we were wanted, we hope that our brothers will take care of it." Bai Leng was full of solemnity.

"Alas, my brother, don't sell it, give us rookies a little hope."

The thin man circled around Rong Zixin five or six times, and Bai Leng couldn't bear it anymore, and Bai Leng took out the iron sword and handed it over.

To tell the truth, the sword was so crudely made that the blacksmith didn't even bother to put a gauntlet on it, and the length of the blade embedded in the hilt was obviously insufficient, and there was a question mark over how long such a sword would last.

But it can't withstand the current situation of more monks and less porridge, if you really go to the church square to sell, people who would rather not wear pants and exchange their whole belongings can have three truckloads.

"Good sword, good sword." The thin man stroked the polished and rough blade of the sword, as if caressing the skin of a lover.

"Brother Kord, I know that it is difficult to receive a good task under our conditions," the fat man and Bai Leng walked side by side: "I just hope that you can inform us when you do tasks in the future, even if you can't get soup to drink, you can always gain some experience." ”

"What do you want to know? As long as we have information, we will never hide it. "The thin man has given up everything in front of the two broken swords.

Rong Zixin patted the thin man's shoulder: "No, it's good for everyone to be mutually beneficial." We're going to find someone now, and these two swords are paid in advance. ”

"Who?"

"Who knows, I hope it's not a madman......"

The four of them chatted all the way to the north entrance to the mountain, and following the direction of the people at the foot of the mountain, they found that there was a path outside the town wall, and through the shadows of the cascading trees, the roof at the end was faintly visible.

However, it wasn't until I found out that the house seemed to be the remains of decades of dilapidation, with several basin-sized holes collapsed on the roof, mottled walls, overgrown backyards, and no windows at all, revealing a complete sense of weirdness in the black holes.

"I'll pull it out, how can there be people living here?" The fat man stood far away from the wooden door that seemed to fall down at the slightest touch, and he always felt that a female ghost in white clothes and long hair would suddenly jump out of it.

Bai Leng didn't bother to pay attention to him, and directly knocked on the door with Rong Zixin.

Knock knock.

No one agreed.

Knock knock.

Still no one agreed.

"Is Mr. Ellis here?" Bai Leng patiently knocked on the door again, and at the same time increased the knock slightly.

Knock Knock...... Before Bai Leng's hand could fall for the third time, the small door was torn open violently, and a painful moan/groan was released.

The fat man and the thin man were startled by the person who appeared in front of them, and they took two steps back, and Bai Leng narrowed his eyes.

Messy hair, no, should I say his whole head was covered with grass. The greasy beard and hair were joined together, but even that couldn't hide the huge scar on his face that stretched diagonally from his left earlobe to the corner of his right eye, and a pair of eyes that were so sharp that they pierced deep into your soul.

Oh, and there was a strong, sour smell like a month's worth of cheese, which twisted the stomach nerves of the four of them.

The man, who didn't have a clean place on his body, glanced around, the grass on his chin squirmed, and then stared at Bai Leng in front of him silently.

Bai Leng was struggling to organize his words, and Rong Zixin pulled his shoulder: "I'll come." ”

I saw him take half a step back, put his right hand behind his back and left hand on his lower abdomen, and bowed slightly: "Sorry to disturb, my name is Valk Eklari, I am the messenger of the Mother God who has just arrived, and these people around me are my companions."

"We have been entrusted by Mr. Scott, the deputy captain of the town garrison, to bring his sincere condolences to you, I wonder if you need to convey his news, we can help you convey it as soon as possible."

"Knowing that you were once a glorious soldier of the kingdom and had good martial arts, and now that the situation in the country is worrying, it will be a blessing for Bravo if you can pick up your battle uniform again and return to the army."

Bai Leng looked at Rong Zixin exaggeratedly, it turned out that this girl could still say such a long and decent sentence at one time, and she actually felt like a protégé meeting a nobleman.

But are you sure that the combination of a beggar and a drunkard in front of you can listen to this kind of official rhetoric?

Sure enough, a word came out of Ellis's throat, which seemed to be clogged with a ball of paste:

"Get out."

The wooden door slammed shut with the tip of Rong Zixin's nose, setting off a gust of dust.

The huge sound of closing the door startled the fat and thin duo again, and Bai Leng frowned: "What kind of person is this, don't be fierce if you don't agree." ”

"What a pit, Nima can't even say a word, how to do this task?" Bai Leng sat on the mossy steps: "Seeing him like that, he can't stand a little stimulation, and it definitely won't work, do you have any good ideas?" ”

"Judging by my many years of experience with people......" the fat man bowed his head and muttered.

"If there's a fart, let it go!"

"Don't panic, let me search." The fat man called up the network-wide searcher supported by the game, and typed: How to communicate normally with people with mental illness.

"Empathy...... This is good, what did the guy in the house do before? ”

"In just a few words, it can be seen that he used to be a soldier, and he is an acquaintance of the deputy captain, and nothing else."

The discussion was in full swing over there, but Rong Zixin was still standing at the door as if frozen, and the thin man walked over and was startled by the rapid flashing of his eyeballs.

"Wago, you ......"

Rong Zixin stretched out his hand to signal his thin man not to make a sound, and it took a while for his eyes to regain clarity: "Kode,"

"How?" Bai Leng raised his head.

"Leave it all to me this time."

Bang bang......

"Eh, yes," Bai Leng got up and rushed to Rong Zixin's side quickly: "If you don't agree, you won't agree, and there is no deadline for the task, if you delay him for two days, maybe he will change his words, if you retaliate, it will really be over." ”

Rong Zixin didn't reply, still slapped the door without any expression, and his right hand was replaced by his left hand when he was dragged by Bai Leng, a posture of vowing not to give up if he didn't smash the door.

The guy inside seemed to be really angry, and the first thing that was revealed when the door opened was a straight-backed knife with a cold light.

"One last word, get out of here." Ellis pointed a knife at Rong Zixin's nose, and the whites of his eyes turned up to release a terrifying fierce light.

"Heh," Rong Zixin actually laughed, broke away from Bai Leng, and quickly reached into his backpack as if he was about to take out a revolver and kill him. Ellis didn't say a word, and directly slashed at Rong Zixin's hand.

The fat man and the thin man felt that they had been frightened more than in previous years combined, and they just stood behind and didn't react to what was happening, and the figures of the two of them blocked their sight, and they were about to step forward to persuade peace, but they didn't have time to make other moves except to stare and open their mouths when they saw this scene.

But Bethleng had time.

Although he could see at a glance that the other party did not have a strong killing intent, he still instantly lunged forward and grabbed Ellis's wrist holding the knife with both hands. But who knew that the other party suddenly changed his move, and he twisted his body vigorously to retract the cross-cutting action, and his left fist blasted into Bai Leng's face like a cannonball.

Rong Zixin snorted, squatted down, his right foot slammed into force, and every cell in his body took advantage of the situation to merge all his energy into this majestic wave, and the tip of catharsis was the heavy punch that shot into Ellis's heart like a poisonous snake.

Fierce and domineering, powerful in all directions, it is really an eight-pole collapse fist.

Ellis had to give up his attack on Bai Leng under the siege of the two, and closed his fists and blocked with a horizontal sword. With a loud bang, the two of them took a few steps back uncontrollably at the same time, and the piercing sound waves reverberated back and forth in the small house, and even the fat and thin men standing at the door covered their ears in pain.

Pillars of orange light peeked in through the door, like spotlights on the stage reflecting the dance of dust. Ellis's figure disappeared into the corner where the light couldn't reach, and let out a hoarse chuckle.

Bai Leng looked at Rong Zixin's right hand hanging beside him painfully, and a trace of blood was already oozing from the bone joints.

Rong Zixin snorted nonchalantly, and with his left hand, he laboriously reached into the rucksack again, and took out a long thing.

"Do you know, heroes and cowards, but just a thought."

Flicking it forward, the thing in his hand swayed and landed at Ellis's feet.